This is part 2 of a series about my wife and my sex life from the start of our relationship. Check out our profile for part 1!
After the “spandex night” described in Part 1, she and I spent many more nights together trying not to cross any lines. One day she texted me that she wanted to come over after class to do homework and I replied that she could, but that I couldn’t stop thinking about the spandex night and I wanted to get myself off to it. She thought that meant she shouldn’t come over but I quickly clarified that she was still welcome to keep me company during as long as she didn’t see anything. When she arrived I was already naked under my sheet and she crawled into my lofted bed next to me. She lay seductively on her side glaring into my eyes and told me to keep going. I grinded against my bed with her running her hands over the sheets until finally I came hard. One night not too long after that day I remember we were spooning in bed and she was wearing soft pajama pants. She quickly noticed my hard dick pressing against her ass and she started to slowly rock her hips against me. As if to call her bluff, I at one point reached down and grabbed one side of her pajama pants and gave them a gentle tug, partially exposing her ass slightly covered by a lacey thong. To my demise her pants quickly slid back into their resting position. She must’ve been feeling particularly frisky that day because she reached down with both hands, raised her hips off the bed, and slid her pants off altogether, returning to the spooning position. This sent a warm wave of lust over me and I turned her face down and grinded against her ass until I came in my boxers. Over the next 6 months we slowly crossed more lines until finally we gave in and started dating (and fucking). She was not my first, but she was the first girl that ever made me cum while having sex.